Carol Fleming Klein
Carol Fleming Klein Poems
Your fleeting touch
awakens once more
the freedom cry
in my songbird throat
...
I am a common singer
Singing a simple song
Inviting all who hear
To join and sing along
...
This rainy day
you walked into my heart
across the phone lines
you spanned the space
...
I have flown time and again
When the weather changed
and the season waned
...
A casual friend
-Until I turned around
Captured by a look
in your blue eyes
...
Oh, I'm a real 'California Girl'
For sure, and I mean really.
Born outside of Boston
And schooled outside of Philly.
...
Hey Prodigal Daughter,
bright lonely girl
with heart in the far country.
...
Robed in black
Stepping slowly through silent stony streets
Covering his face from curious starlight
overhead
...
I gaze at you.
You gaze at my mirrored image.
Or is it you I see,
or another
...
Tonight
there's a ring around the moon.
It's halo shimmers over
the hill.
...
A perfect rosebud
Prophetic promise
In it's pause
To grace a day
...
One day long past
in earnestness
thought I could
swoop down on shining wings
...
Lord, I don't know Your reasons
And I'd like to question why
Yet I know You hold the seasons
And You hear my lonely cry.
...
Like a sparrow hawk alighting
And the swallow home returning
When the home nest it is sighting
And the heart within it burning
...
You are my Overlord.
In Your great hall
I kneel, my vow to wield Your sword.
Myself, my home, my all
...
Carol Fleming Klein Biography
Carol Fleming Klein I hope your day is beautiful and blessed! I am an elementary school teacher residing in California. I grew up on the East Coast until I went to college. Over the years I have had a relatively small number of writing experiences, although I have been "writing" since age 4. As an 8 or 9 year old, a classmate and I made a mini book of popular rhymes. In my preteens there was a single "newspaper" issue written by my cousins and I. Our sole subscriber was Grandma. On another occasion we began writing a play, but baseball and sour apple fights in the tree house crowded that out. My brother and I also began writing mysteries populated with family and friends going on for pages, but not usually reaching conclusion. In my teens I began writing poetry, and my senior year of high school, I wrote news stories for the school paper. In college, I began in Journalism, but finally opted for Liberal Arts. I have taught the range from Kindergarten to fourth grade. My writing has consisted mostly of term papers and Christmas letters and numerous journal entries. In the last eight years I have sensed a recall to focus on writing. I have written a few sermons and teachings, and short inspirational stories. My greatest desire and aim is to reflect Psalm 45: 1: 'My heart is inditing a good matter; I speak of things which I have made touching the King: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.' If you have the opportunity to visit some of my poems, I welcome comments, reflection and enjoy knowing if something I said struck a chord or blessed you in some way. Also feel free to repost and share my poems with others in your life who might be blessed by a particular poem. Thanks, Carol
The Best Poem Of Carol Fleming Klein
Free Bird
Your fleeting touch
awakens once more
the freedom cry
in my songbird throat
Only a voice
once caged
sings as sweetly
of free air
Torn
between
security
and the open door
I
linger
But your transient touch
urges
my sleeping wings
to
soar
again.
Tuesday, January 25,1995
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10/27/2026 12:51:00 AM # rel_20261026T125300Z_a7741e1
Beautiful poem that humourously binds the perceived joy in contrast to the real pain we try and ' mask ' when we 'act' happy. Short, rapid and powerful.